i held my breath for summers

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Light chooses blue surf, pigeon-songs
we sailed until we found ourselves
far away in boats, sailing to nowhere

the ocean’s breeze had a lot to tell us
stabbing the pale skies for forever-afters
we lit our soul with ginger-tea
beneath canopies of star-lit nights
bare legs for the ends of July

beaches for the color of swelling tangerines
with kisses goodbye, but never enough
you were there too, those wispy weekends

full of melodies and cooper sunrise
Light chooses white sails, fragrances
curving like the shorelines, memories
of timelessness, or something beyond
the currents, after the blues, behind

veils, and the taste of your salts
my emotional body was left there
and my cheeks grow weary of so much light

as if sunburns could puncture through
soul mates that amounted to the memory
of women on the beach, bikinis of offering
the dusk hips and wet lips of another time…

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11 thoughts on “i held my breath for summers

  1. Woaah Wuji Wooooah!. . Somebody pass me the box of napkins. And you had to follow up such a great photo with beautiful word imagery AND!. . with a sentimental poem ? From the pool to the beach and back to the pool is my life still, but she, and the kids and their kids are up north now. I hope you’re ‘prowd’ of yourself (Smile)

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